THE PREDATOR ELITE: S1/CH10/"S7VEN"

Season1/Chapter10
"S7EN"

It was the day after their big heist. Mr. and Mrs. Kingston spent the day counting their stolen loot. Eleanor did not look at it as stolen. She thought of it as appropriating, a sort of wealth distribution. Atlas Kingston walked into the kitchen from the cellar first. He said, "Ellie, the count was 19,800,000 dollars. I can't believe it. We counted it twice and that was the number." Eleanor had come in to the kitchen behind her husband. She sat down opposite him at the kitchen table. She was mentally exhausted from all the counting. She said, "Yep, that's correct. We are now officially part of the 1%. How do you like them apples?" Atlas, as he does so often, gave his wife a bewildered look. He said, "I'll state it again. Someone or Some group is going to come looking for this money." Eleanor got up and went to the refrigerator. She took two bottled waters and handed one to her husband. She said, "I'm sure we covered our tracks pretty well. But if we didn't, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. We always do." She said it in such a menacing tone that Atlas shrugged a bit.

Eleanor was back at her place at the table. She was looking at her husband. She was studying him. Atlas noticed and said, "What? Why are you looking at me that way?" Eleanor was slouching in her chair. She now sat up and cracked her neck in the chair. She said, "I don't know. You seem a bit off. It's like your edge is not gone but diminishing." Atlas leaned forward in his chair and said, "Go on." Eleanor continued. She said, "Your feeling sorry for them. I can see it. I can sense it." Eleanor took a sip of her bottled water. She said, "I just don't know why. They have it coming. They really do. But you seem to want to show mercy for them. They are the scum of the earth, no mercy should be applied." Atlas took a deep breath and said, "It's not me you should be worried about. It's you or rather, your actions." "How so," said Eleanor. Atlas said, "Your loosing yourself to your baser instincts. This will lead to mistakes, mistakes that will get us caught." They both sat at the table staring intently at each other. Atlas said, "Do you know what they'll do to us if we are captured? It won't be pleasant." Eleanor chimed in and said, "There's feeling and there's doing. I do what needs to be done, leave the feelings at the door." Atlas said, "I'll do my part, no need to worry. I have it under control which is much more than I can say for you." Eleanor smiled. She said, "So, do you want to go down to the cellar and work this out in the sparring room or do you want to go work it out in the bedroom." Atlas leaned back in his chair, stared at his water. He then got up and headed for the bedroom. Eleanor laughed and shook her head. She said, "I thought so!" She then got up and followed her husband.

When they were done working things out in the bedroom, Eleanor said, "I have an idea." Atlas was staring at the ceiling and he said, "An idea for what?" " Eleanor was doing the same but smiling like a madman. She said, "Not for what but for whom. It involves our friend downstairs." Atlas looked at her and said, "Go on. Pray tell." She said, "I read a book and in this book, one of the victims met quite a fascinating end." "What was the books name," said Atlas. She said, "It was called S7VEN and yes it's spelled that way. In any regards, the villain took one of his victims and starved him to near death. The man's body deteriated to the point of decomposition but he kept him alive." She sat up and looked at Atlas. She said, "I want to do that to our friend downstairs. What do you think?" Atlas said, "First, it was a movie not a book." Eleanor said, "Yes, they wrote the book after the movie. The book was better." Atlas continued, "Second, an indepth knowledge of medicine is needed to do such a thing. Third, did you not here what I said about loosing control." Eleanor tilted her head and said, "I can do it. The medicine part is not a problem. I know what to do. I just need you to say, your with me." Atlas fixed his attention to the ceiling again. He said, "This is madness." Eleanor said, "Call it what you want, are you with me?" Atlas now looked at his wife and said, "I'm with you. I'm always with you, until death do us part." She said, "And not even then my dear Attie, not even then."

THE PREDATOR ELITE: S1/CH9/"ALLOWANCE"

Season1/Chapter9
"Allowance"

Eleanor Kingston stood over the naked man in the spread eagle position. She wielded a stainless steel hunting knife. She had used it to strip the man of his sleeping wear. She plan to use it even more. She was pondering. The man had said that he has money. Not only did he have money but it was close by. Eleanor said, "This money of yours, how did you come by it?" The man's name was Oliver North and he said, "What does it matter how I came to have it? It's yours, if you set me free." Eleanor said, "One last time, how did you come to have twenty million dollars." She said it with anger in her voice. Mr. North was sobering up and was sure to hear her displeasure. He said, "My associates and I ran a ponzi scheme. We ran it for a number of years and this is the fruits of our labor." Eleanor paced back in forth in front of the bed. She said, "Are you sure you didn't come by it from child prostitution?" Oliver North practically screamed the answer. He said, "No! That kind of money could not come from such endeavors. It's from a telecoms scheme that worked beyond my wildest expectations. I swear!" Eleanor stopped pacing. She said, "Okay, let's say I believe you. What now?"

North said,"I tell you where it is. You get it and let me be." Eleanor's earpiece chimed in and it was Atlas. He said, "What's going on up there? I'm coming up." Atlas entered the room to find Oliver North splayed out over the bed. He said, "Why is he still alive?" Eleanor walked over to her husband and said, "He has a proposition for us. He has offered us twenty million dollars to spare his life." Atlas took a long look at his wife. He then looked at the man and said, "Kill him, get it over with and let's get out of here." Eleanor walked closer to the bed and said, "Where is this money pimp?" The man was shaking as he said, "It's below the bed, in boxes." Eleanor kept looking at the man and then she looked at her husband and said, "Look under the bed." Atlas was hesitant for a moment but the stern look from his wife was back. He did as he was told. He looked under the bed and saw the boxes. He started pulling them out. Eleanor opened the boxes and looked inside. She saw the money and smiled.

Atlas pulled out the last of the boxes. He said, "This is blood money. It's tainted. We should have no part of it." Eleanor said, "I beg to differ. The money knows not where it comes from. Maybe, we can use it to do some good." Atlas said, "We have money. Why do we need more?" Eleanor said, "Nooo! What we have my dear is an allowance. This is real money. And now, it is our money." Atlas was not happy with this turn of events. Eleanor said, "Find some bags or better yet, some suitcases for us to move the money." Atlas stood there staring at his wife. She said, "Atlas, do as I say. Please go find the items, check the upstairs bedrooms. If you don't find any suitcases, go to the kitchen and find some large plastic bags." Atlas then said, "This much money, someone will come looking for it." Eleanor said, "I have faith that you will cover our tracks expertly." Atlas did as he was told and went to see about the items.

Eleanor now looked at Mr. Oliver North. She said,"Tell me something. Did you really pimp out children? Please don't lie to me. We have such a good thing going." She smiled an evil smile at North. He said, "I never had sex with them. I just arranged it." Eleanor sat next to him on the bed and said, "Thank you. I appreciate your honesty." She then took the knife and started filleting the mans skin from his body. She started near the abdomen area and worked her way down to his genitals. North screamed so loud, it sounded like thunder in a small confined area. The pain was so excruciating, he passed out. Atlas walked in and saw what his wife was doing. He came to a dead stop. He had two very large 32" leisure luggage's and several large duffel bags. He said, "Are you done?" The man was still unconscious. She took the knife and drove it deep into his chest. She was aiming for the heart and she did not miss. She said, "Yes, now I'm done. Thank you for asking." She looked at the items and said, "Shall we pack and then go?" Atlas noticed the perkiness in her voice and wondered how much more of this would continue. They packed the money and moved it to the SUV. They removed all evidence of them being in the house. They were then gone like ghost in the night.

THE PREDATOR ELITE: S1/CH8/"PIMP"

Season1/Chapter8
"Pimp"

"Nice car," said Eleanor. Atlas looked at her and said, "Yes, It is." She said, "Where did you get it?" Atlas was looking at his Apple Air Notebook. He said, "I used an app that allows you to do everything online. When I picked up the car no one was there, all I had to do was use the app on my cell to unlock the door and activate the car. There was no salesperson and therefore no witnesses." Eleanor was scanning the area as she and Atlas sat in the car. She said, "Nice. Did you use our favorite alias?" "Yes, I did," said Atlas. Eleanor looked at her husband. She smiled with warmth. She said, "I love you. You know that don't you?" Atlas looked at her and said, "Yes, I know. I love you too." They both were silent for awhile. Atlas continued working on his laptop.

Eleanor saw a car approaching the building they were watching. A man got out with two body guards. She said, "Is that our friend?" Atlas said, "Yes, that is him." Eleanor took a deep breath and then she said, "So, he likes to pimp out children?" "That is correct. According to police records, Mr. Oliver North has been investigated for propagating child prostitution and child pornography." Eleanor squeezed the steering wheel. She said, "He's just an upstanding citizen, an asset to society." Atlas heard the tone in his wife's voice. He did not comment on it. He said, "He has been charged but never convicted." Eleanor said, "So what you are saying is that he is smart or lucky." "Or both," said Atlas. Eleanor reached over and grabbed Atlas's forearm. She said, "He is mine. I will deal with him. Atlas saw the intensity in her eyes and said, "We need to be in and out. There's no time for extended shenanigans. We don't know if there are secondary alarms or more men." Eleanor gave him a devilish smile and said, "I'll be as quick as I need to be. No need to worry." Atlas closed the laptop and place it in the back seat. He said, "Okay, Let's go." Eleanor stopped and said, "By the way Atlas, Be a dear and kill the guards." Atlas lowered his eyes. Eleanor continued, "They aided and abetted in the vile acts of men raping children. They need to die. So be a dear and end their lives." She smiled and as she got out of the large size SUV. "Understood, dear." Atlas said, "Understood, not a problem."

They entered the home. Atlas disabled the security alarm using a small electronic device. He said, "Is your ear piece in?" Eleanor said, "Yes and I can hear you loud and clear. I'm going upstairs." Atlas said, "Okay, I'll take care of the guards." Eleanor gave him a stern look. Atlas knew what it meant. He had acquired the plans to the house. He knew where the guard station was located. He headed that way. He found the guards in the camera room. They were fiddling around with the equipment because there monitors had frozen. Atlas walked up to the room. He opened the door and toss in a small canister. The canister held nerve gas and acted instantaneously. The guards were dead before they hit the floor. He was indifferent about the matter. He would have preferred to not kill the guards but his wife was right. They had a hand in their bosses business. They should die and they did.

Eleanor made her way upstairs. She checked several rooms until she came upon the room with the pimp. He was in bed and appeared to be sleeping. Apparently, he had taken some sort of opioid. He was in a daze like state. Eleanor smiled a wide smile. "God loves me," she thought. She went over and she knew just what she wanted to do. As she approached, the pimp noticed her. He said, "What are you doing in my bedroom?" Eleanor stopped for a second and said, "You'll see." The pimp had a hard time getting off the bed. He tried but was unable to. Eleanor had a hand bag with her. She took out some nylon rope and began to tie the man up. She had him in a spread eagle position when she was done. The pimp began to sober up. He said, "What is this? What are you doing?" Eleanor tilted her head and looked at him. She said, "So, you like f***ing children? Well, it's time someone f*cked you." The man was beginning to comprehend what was going on. Panic began to creep into his psyche. He said, "No. Wait. You don't have to do this." Eleanor said, "That's where you are wrong, pimp. I do. I need to." The man was thrashing and turning as Eleanor used a knife to strip off his pajamas. He laid now naked. Eleanor gave him a look of discuss. The man said, "Wait, I have money. Here in my room. I have lots and lots of money. It's yours if you let me go." Eleanor paused and said, "Where is this money?" The man said, "You have to promise to let me go." Eleanor said, "Where is this money?" The man said, "Under the bed, you will find it under the bed." Eleanor stood there holding the knife. She said, "How much?" The man said, "Nearly twenty million."

THE PREDATOR ELITE: S1/CH7/"ABNORMAL ACT"

Season1/Chapter7
"Abnormal Act"

She woke up early, earlier than usual. She went to the cellar and began. She works-out periodically but this morning was different. She went through her usual paces but with a higher intensity. She could feel the rage from the night before still burning. If she could kill them again, she would. She wanted to. She finished and went upstairs. There, she found Atlas sitting at the kitchen table. She said, "Good morning." Atlas was reading the Sun Sentinel. He didn't look up. He simply replied, "Good morning too you." Eleanor went to the fridge and got a bottled water. She stood their, her breath slightly elevated, drinking. She looked at her husband. He looked at her and said, "How was your work-out?" Eleanor said, "Fine." He said, "Did you go through all of your calisthenics?" She kept drinking her water and then said, "Yes, I did." He said, "Knife work too?" Eleanor said, "Of course, my fave." Atlas set the paper down and took a deep breath.

He looked at her and said, "Two men were brutally murdered last night. According to the paper, the assailant was proficient with a knife." Eleanor sat down at the table. She waited. Atlas continued, "The police believe it to be a crime of passion but for the second man." Eleanor had her hands on the table, one holding the bottle water and the other resting on the table. She said, "I know there is a point to this. What is it?" Atlas straighten up in his seat. He said, "One of the men was your old boyfriend, Anderson Reed." Eleanor did not look surprise. She knew better when dealing with Atlas. She said, "So what's your point?" Atlas said, "An old lover, a problem at work, a crime of passion. I just want to know if you had something to do with this?" Eleanor was silent for a few minutes. She then said, "Atlas, don't ask questions to which you don't want the answers to." Atlas leaned back in his chair. He crossed his arms over his chest. He said, "Did you cover your track properly?" Eleanor appeared to be growing tired of this and she said, "As much research and reading we've done on crime scene investigations, I'd hope so." Atlas replied, "Just checking."

Atlas reached into his pocket and removed a small plastic medicine container. Eleanor said, "What's that?" Atlas said, "It's for us." "What is it?" said Eleanor.  Atlas said, "It's Clozapine." Eleanor got up and went to the sink. She stood there with her back to it. She said, "Okay, again, what is it for?" "It's for the treatment of psychotic behavior." Eleanor laughed. She said, "Psychotic behavior. What are you saying? Are you saying that we are, I am crazy?" She laughed even more. Atlas was still in his calm demeanor. He said,"If we went to see someone, they would diagnose us as suffering from a shared psychosis." He paused. "They would say that what we are suffering from will only get worse." Eleanor stomped over to the table and forcefully sat down. She said, "When you say we, you mean me?" Atlas said, "NO. I mean both of us. We started out avenging what was done to our son. But, we have expanded our purview to a wider brush." Eleanor was staring through her husband. She said, "I'm not crazy. I'm a vigilante, plain and simple." Atlas was looking at his wife with no judgment in his eyes. He said, "The things you do go beyond the abnormal act of taking a life." "Really," said Eleanor. "And what about our friend downstairs?" "Is that normal." Atlas shook his head and said, "He is a special case. He is the primary case. There is no dispute when it comes to him. But, the others are becoming studies in madness, especially where you are concern." Eleanor eyed the Clozapine. She said, "And what's that suppose to do for us?" Atlas said, "It will keep us anchored to reality."

THE PREDATOR ELITE:S1/CH6/"THREESOME"

Season1/Chapter6
"Threesome"

The Motel 6 on U.S.1 was as expected. It was compact, quiet, clean and had multiple entry points. Anderson Reed walked in and said, "Hi. I need a room." The desk clerk was an older woman who looked tired and worn-out. She said, "How many nights will you be staying?" Anderson Reed pondered for a second and said, "Three days. I think for the weekend. So, Today, Saturday and Sunday." She started typing in the computer and said, "Alright, How many adults in the room?" Reed said, "Just me." The woman looked at him. She thought, "Yeah, sure, I've heard that one before." She continued typing. She then said, "Okay, checkout will be on Sunday at 11:00 AM. I need a credit card." Reed gave her a frosty look. He then said, "Hey, How much?" The woman fiddled with the computer and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. It will cost $95.95 per night and it will be 319.95 for three nights, including taxes." Reed gave her an even harder look. He took out the credit card and gave it to her. He said, "Price has gone up a bit since I last stayed here." "When was the last time you stayed here?" "Oh, it was years ago."

It was almost 7:00 PM and Eleanor Kingston arrived near the Motel 6. She parked a few blocks away and walked to the motel. As she walked, she thought to herself, "Just like old times. For f*cks sake, what was I thinking back then." She arrived at the motel and made her way to the room Reed had texted her. The room was at the farthest end of the property. It was on the second floor and it didn't appear that many people were around. The parking lot was not full in this part of the motel complex. Most of the guest appeared to be in rooms closer to the center of the building. At least, that's what she thought because of where all the cars were parked. She had a large hand bag and she held on to it tightly. She made her way to the stairwell and up to the second floor. She got to the room and knocked on the door.

Reed answered the door. He had a plastic cup in hand. Eleanor entered the room and looked around. Reed gave her a vicious smile and said, "Hello Ellie. Glad you could make it." Eleanor did not respond. She was scanning the room. She noticed the two beds with the orange accent wall behind. She looked at the small table in the corner and saw "Jack Daniels Black Label old number 7." She noticed that it was almost empty. There was another bottle of "Jack Daniels Silver Select Tennessee Whiskey." That one was open and looked like Reed had gone through half of it. She looked at Reed and said, "I see you've been having a one man party." Reed walked over to her and said, "Well yes, the party has started. But, I wouldn't say it was a one man party." Reed looked over at the bathroom door and a man walked out. He said, "Hi. My name is Jack." Reed smiled and said, "I figured, the more, the merrier." Then he laughed.

Eleanor's heart skipped a beat. She was not expecting this. Reed sat on the bed and he said, "I invited my friend Jack to tag along. Since we are rekindling are old ways, I figured why not. Let's make it a threesome." He looked at Jack and Jack looked at Eleanor. They both laughed. Eleanor was standing there deciding. Reed said, "First things first. Let's have the money." Eleanor said, "There is no money." Reed got serious fast. His buzz was now gone. He screamed, "What? What do you mean there is no money?" Eleanor said, "I need more time." She back away from both men, Reed on the bed and Jack next to the bathroom. They both looked agitated. Eleanor said, "I thought we could work something out until I could get the money." Reed was still sitting on the bed and now he leaned back, laid down. Jack started heading for the small table to make himself a drink and that's when it happened.

Eleanor pulled out a survival hunting knife from her hand bag. The knife was stainless steel and 14 inches in length. She moved fast, faster then she ever thought possible. She went for Jacks carotid artery and she did not miss. One deep and swiping pass was all she needed. Jack grabbed for his neck and collapsed. Reed was on the bed sprawled out with his eyes closed. By the time he heard Jack hit the ground, he opened his eyes only to see Eleanor in mid-flight descending upon him. She had the blade overhead, gripped by two hands and heading down to his center mass. He gasped in surprise and that cost him dearly. The blade came down and punctured between the chest cavity. Before he could react, Eleanor in a state of psychotic rage stabbed him another three times. She continued until the count reached 20 plus. There was blood everywhere. She stopped after she realized that Reed was dead. She sat in the blood next to his corpse. She was breathing heavily but it was subsiding. She then said, "How's that for a threesome. F***ing A**hole."

THE PREDATOR ELITE:S1/CH5/"PRIVACY"

Season1/Chapter5
"Privacy"

Eleanor Kingston was in the kitchen. She was preparing dinner for herself and Atlas Kingston. Preparing dinner was always a chore for her. It reminded her that she was setting the table for two instead of three. Atlas walked in and sat at the table. he said, "Hi. It's going to be a wet one tonight." Eleanor said, "Yes, the weather channel said it was going to pour like cats and dogs tonight." Atlas took a glass and filled it with ice-tea. He took a second glass and filled that one for his wife. He said, "What are we having this evening?" Eleanor opened the oven and said, "Roasted chicken and vegetables. I also picked up an apple pie for desert." Atlas smiled and said, "Sounds delicious." They sat down and ate. As they ate, they both had thoughts about the empty third seat at the table.

"He would have been seventeen this October," said Atlas. Eleanor lowered her head and said, "Don't dwell on it. It will only tear you up further." Atlas got up and went to the refrigerator and got the apple pie. He came back to the table. Eleanor had two smaller plates and utensils waiting. She cut a slice for her and then one for Atlas. They each took a piece and started eating. Eleanor said, "When we are done with him, he will wish our son had never taken his class." Atlas looked at his wife and saw the steel demeanor. He said, "Yes dear. I believe you are right." Eleanor finished her pie and stood up. She gathered the rest of the empty plates and utensils. She placed them in the dishwasher and turned it on. Atlas said, "What about my plate?" Eleanor said, "Put it in the sink. I'll clean it later."

They went to the living room when Atlas was finished with his pie. They sat down and faced each other. Atlas said, "Is there something bothering you?" Eleanor said, "There are many things bothering me?" Atlas shifted in his seat and said, "I mean more than usual. You seem a tad out of sorts." She smiled and said, "I'm fine. We have a full plate and I worry sometimes. I'm sure things will work themselves out." She reached over to the coffee table and got the novel she was reading. Atlas watched his wife and said, "Are you sure? If it's our friend in the cellar, I wouldn't give it much thought." She smiled again and said, "Something has come up at work, I'll handle it." Atlas was keen to his wife's moods and he said, "If you need my help, please let me know." "It won't be a problem," she said. "Just a nuisance and unfinished business." Atlas was silent for a little while and then he said, "Is it going to be messy? You tend to make a mess." Eleanor shook her head and said, "You handle things your way and I'll handle things my way." She stop reading and looked at him. She then said, "Makes for a strong and healthy marriage. Don't you agree?" Atlas shook his head and said, "Yes dear. It does."

Atlas went to bed early as usual. Eleanor continued reading her novel. Once she was sure Atlas was fast asleep, she got her cell phone and dialed Anderson Reed. He answered on the first ring. He said, "Hello beautiful. How goes it?" Eleanor was not in the mood and she got right to business. She said, "I got the money. Where and when?" Reed said, "Hold up. Not so fast. Let's talk a little." Eleanor said, "This is not a social call. Let's get this done so I'll never have to see you again." Reed started to get angry. He said, "Well, if that's how you want to be, so be it." "When and where," said Eleanor. Reed said, "The Motel Six out on U.S.1. We'll have our privacy." He then laughed and was amused with himself. Eleanor said, "That's where, when?" "How about tomorrow night, say around 7:00 PM. Is that good for you?" Eleanor said, "Fine, I'll be there." She hung up. She felt relief because Reed was still predictable. She leaned back in her chair and thought, "Yes, we will have our privacy."

THE PREDATOR ELITE:S1/CH4/"VULTURE"

Season1/Chapter4
"Vulture"

Eleanor Kingston, wife to Atlas Kingston, showered and got dress for work. She is a librarian by trade. She works at the Davie, Florida Downtown Library. She works there part-time and enjoys every minute of it. She went in today, like every other day, feeling happy and joyous. She loves books and the information they hold. She loves reading and helping others to develop a love for it also. In this new age of Amazon Kindle, she has had to keep up with technology. People do a lot of their reading on laptops, cell phones, ebook readers and other types of tablets. The library has conformed to this and so has she. She has learn how to use the information in this new form and is quite adapt at teaching others. Her time at the library serves to help her forget about the things that troubles her. She is so pleased that she has continued with the library even though she doesn't need the job.

She is at the help desk today and it's a little bit busy. She helps one customer set up an account with the library. She helps another learn how to access the library app for use on her phone and IPad. She helps another look for a book, the old fashion way. She had to smile at that one. The next customer up brings her into a state of shock. His name is Anderson Reed. He is standing there just gawking at her. He doesn't say anything at first and then he speaks. He said, "Hi Ellie." She looks around and no one appears to notice her state of shock. She doesn't reply. He continues, "Hi. It's been a long time." Still, Eleanor says nothing. The silence grows and there are other customers waiting behind him. He looks around slowly and said, "I need to speak to you. I think it's best if we do it in private." Eleanor Kingston gathers herself and takes a step back from the counter. She said, "where do you want to meet?" He said, "How about in one of the quiet rooms." Eleanor shakes her head in agreement and said, "Okay, go to room number 2C. It should be free. I'll meet you there in five minutes."

She heads over to room 2C. The quiet rooms are rooms used by people doing research, studying and/or using books that can not leave the library. Upon entering, she finds Anderson Reed sitting at the table in the room. He is giving her his best devilish look. She closes the door and pulls down the blind. She does the same to the rest of the blinds in the room so no one can see inside the room. She locks the door and then takes a seat at the table opposite Anderson Reed. She then said, "What do you want?" Reed is silent for a moment and said, "I wanted to see you. It's been a long time, almost ten years." Eleanor wasn't smiling. She was not being cordial. Some would say, she appeared irritated. She said, "Like I said, What do you want?"

Reed said, "Okay, okay. You are the same old Ellie, straight to the point." He leaned back in his chair and said, "You still look good. How old are you now? 38, 39." Eleanor just listened. She was waiting for the truth. Reed shook his head. He then said, "Look, I heard you came into some money. I wanted to look you up and congratulate you." Eleanor now understood. She thought to herself, "Vulture, f*cking vulture. Here to pick at the carcass." Eleanor said, "So, you heard I had some money and you've come to get your cut?" Reed's facial expression got real serious. He said, "Yeah, something like that. I thought you could spare a million or two." Eleanor laughed and said, "Well, I don't have any money to give you. So, you can f*ck off and go to hell."

Reed sat up straight and said, "I don't think so honey. There are things that I know and will share, with your husband. I don't think you want that." Eleanor closed her eyes and squinted. She then opened them and said, "So, you are here to blackmail me." Reed said, "Blackmail is such a harsh word. Let's look at it as an agreement between two old lovers." Eleanor's flesh crawled at the memory of her having slept with Reed." "Don't look so disgusted," he said. "I remember how much you enjoyed are times together. What was it? Two, Three times a week, when Atlas was at work on the night shift." Eleanor said, "That was over ten years ago. I was a much different person. It's old news now and bad memories." Reed said, "Speaking of bad memories, I'm sorry for your loss. Children should never go before their parents." Eleanor gave him an indifferent look. She said, "Yes, I can hear the sincerity in your voice." Reed did not like her tone. He said, "He was gay wasn't he and that's partially the cause of his death." Eleanor was insane with rage but she did not let it show. She said, "Alright, I'll get you the money. I need your phone number to arrange time and place. Reed looked at her the way a fox looks at a defenseless hen. He said, "One more thing, I think we should have a go for old times sake." Eleanor did not answer but took out her cell. She then said, "What's your number?"

THE PREDATOR ELITE:S1/CH3/"THE CELLAR"

Season1/Chapter3
"The Cellar"

It was morning and Atlas Kingston was home with his wife, Eleanor. He got up early as usual and went to the bathroom. He returned to the bedroom and looked at his beautiful wife peacefully sleeping. It was 6:00 AM. She opened her eyes slightly and said, "Attie, up as usual. Is everything alright?" Atlas said, "Yes dear. All is well. I'm just going down to the cellar to check on our guest." She gave him a smile. she then closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Atlas got dress and went into the kitchen. He admired the room and it's surrounding. He and Eleanor bought the home a year ago after they won the money. They especially like the property because of the cellar. It was rare to find a home with a cellar in southern Florida.

The cellar was the size of a small apartment. It was almost a house onto itself. It had multiple rooms. The carpenter found it strange when Atlas requested the larger of the rooms be made sound proof. Atlas said, "I have need of a room for my wine along with a built in humidor. I'd like to come down maybe drink and smoke with some friends. I don't want to disturb the wife." The carpenter smiled and said, "O.K." Atlas also requested an armor type door be placed for entry. He said, "I have some wine bottles that are quite expensive." Again, the carpenter smiled and did his work. When it was all said and done, the room resemble more of a holding cell then a room for drinking and storing wine. As far as Atlas was concern, the room was perfect.

Atlas unlocked the door leading to the cellar. He turned on the lights and slowly descended the steps. Once he was at the bottom, he turned on the rest of the lights to the cellar. He went over to the small kitchen in the room and reached into one of the kitchen drawers. He removed a key and went over to the largest room in the cellar. The door was iron and sturdy. He unlocked it and went in. Atlas had made some changes to the room also. He had installed a rectangular cage that could hold a grown man. He walked over to the cage and looked at its' occupant. The man was in his early 20's. He looked as if he were starving and suffering from dehydration. Atlas pulled up a chair and sat in front of him. He was laying down in the cage because there wasn't enough room to stand. He could only sit up. He looked up slowly at Atlas. He said, "Water, food." Atlas just kept looking at him and did not answer. The man said, "Please. Water, food." Atlas then got up, left the room, went to the kitchen and got the two items. He returned with a Styrofoam cup filled with water and two slices of bread. He gave it to the man and sat down. The man took them and said, "Thank you."

Eleanor was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. When Atlas returned from the cellar, she said, "How is he?" Atlas said, "He's alive." Eleanor brought over the toast, the boiled eggs and some butter. She sat down and they ate breakfast. Eleanor said, "How long are we going to keep him?" Atlas said, "We are going to keep him until the pain of our loss subsides." Eleanor nodded. She poured some coffee for both and they drank. They were quiet for awhile. Eleanor then said, "Should we worry that someone may come looking for him?" Atlas place his cup down on the table and said, "It's been six months and no one has come looking so far. I doubt anyone will." Eleanor looked at her husband and said, "I love you dear." Atlas with great caring and warmth said, "I love you too my dear."

  

THE PREDATOR ELITE:S1/CH2/"SECURITY"

Season1/Chapter2
"Security"

"Good evening Mr. Barkley. I want to thank you for seeing me so late in the evening. I do appreciate it." Atlas Kingston was being his usually charming self. The men shook hands and stepped into the immaculately decorated office. He had called Mr. James Barkley, attorney at law and made an appointment. He asked for the latest time available for the appointment. He was sure to state, "The later the better." Mr. Barkley was more than willing to obliged. Mr. Barkley said, "Please sit down. Would you like something to drink? Water, Soda and with a sly smile he said, "Scotch." Atlas said, "No thank you. I don't drink spirits. But thank you anyway."

"So now, what can I do for you?" Barkley sat behind his large mahogany desk. He fiddled with some paperwork and stop to wait for an answer. Atlas said, "As I mentioned to your secretary, I have some arrangements I need to do in reference to money." With that, Barkley smiled. He said, "What kind of arrangements are we talking about?" Atlas said, "Well, I've come into some money. Not a lot mind you but enough that needs looking after." "I see," said Barkley. Atlas continued, "It's very strange really. I came into it by sheer luck." Barkley sat up in his chair and said, "Pray tell."

Atlas said, "I was a security guard for twenty years. I worked in the downtown library. You know, when libraries had books. I spent hours upon hours with books." Barkley said, "I see. Please continue." "I worked the midnight shift. So, I started reading, then the reading became studying and then the studying became learning." Barkley said, "What does that have to do with this money you are talking about?" Atlas said, "Well, I took an interest in chemistry, mechanics, engineering and many other subjects. I soon found myself well versed in these fields." Barkley said, "So why didn't you go out into the world and implement the knowledge you gained." Atlas thought for a while and then said, "I guess I was satisfied with life. The pleasure for me was in learning, not monetizing." "I see," said Barkley. "I still don't see how I can help you and/or with what I can help you." Atlas smiled and said, "Oh yes, the money."

"About a year ago, I went into my regular gas station and bought a scratch off ticket. I did it on a whim." Barkley was now at full attention. "I waited two days before scratching it off. When I did, it said that I had won $7,000 a week for life. I was exalted. I did not know what to do." It then occurred to me to see an attorney. So, that is why I'm here." Barkley was all grin and teeth. He said, "So you want advice on what to do with it?" Atlas stop smiling and said, "No. I know what to do with it. I just needed an excuse to get you alone." Barkley said, "So it's a lie." Atlas said, "No Mr. Barkley, it is not a lie. I did win and yes, I did need to see you."

Barkley looked confused. He said, "Okay, you need to tell me what's going on here?" Atlas said, "It's about a girl and a former client of yours. The girls name is Abigail Tomlin and your client is or was Billy Ranard." "Now see here, I think it's time you left my office." Atlas said, "I don't think so. It's time you paid for your sins." Barkley said, "What sins? He was my client and I defended him. Everyone is entitled to a competent defense, aren't they!" "They are," said Atlas but to advise before the crime is committed makes you culpable. Barkley was incensed. He started to get up and that's when he felt it. The sharp pain raced through his head. He grabbed it and screamed. He felt as though someone had taken a hacksaw to his head. Atlas said, "I poisoned you sir." Barkley was on the ground. He looked up and tears were streaming down his eyes. "But how," he said. Atlas replied, "With the hand shake sir, with the hand shake." They were all alone. The secretary had gone home for the evening. Atlas stood over James Barkley, Esq. as he slowly succumb to the poison. Atlas kneels down and said, "Mrs. Jackie Tomlin sends her regards." Atlas then got up, peeled the adhesive from his palm and then left the office.

THE PREDATOR ELITE: S1/CH1/"LITTLE MAN"

Season1/Chapter1
""Little Man"

Hello Mr. Ranard. I hope I haven't caught you at a bad time. Ranard looked at the little man and thought, "What's this all about?" "My name is Atlas, Atlas Kingston." The little man looked around and smiled. He removed his fedora and sat in the nearest chair. Ranard looked around also and wondered where his men were. They must have seen this little chubby man come in. He looks ridiculous. He sort of reminds me of a younger version of "Mr. Magoo." How silly he thought. "Hey mister, I don't know what you are doing here but your in for a lot of pain." Ranard sat up in his bed and looked over at the nightstand. He reached over and opened the top drawer. He removed a .44 magnum. He pointed the weapon directly at Atlas Kingston. He expected the little man to quiver and panic. He did not. He simply smiled and shook his head.

"Dear Mr. Ranard, I have business to attend to." Ranard was a bit unsettled. He said, "What business is that?" Atlas said, "The business of killing you." Ranard began to laugh. He was holding the gun and thought he had the advantage. Atlas allowed Ranard to have his moment of glee. He then said, "As for your men, I have disabled them. I saw no need to kill them also." Atlas shifted in his seat and then continued, "You see, Mrs. Tomlin asked me to visit you." At that name, Ranard tightened up. He now knows what this is about. Atlas saw the recognition and said, "Yes, you remember. You killed her daughter. You raped and then killed her." Ranard stood up and took a step forward. He was still holding the gun. He said, "Know one can prove that. The courts cleared me."

"Oh yes, the courts," said Atlas. "They did clear you. You had an insanely good lawyer. I'll be visiting him as soon as I'm done with you. I like to be as proficient as possible." Ranard headed over to the door. He looked outside his room. He did not see his men. "Where were they?" Atlas said, "They are incapacitated." Then he smiled. Ranard's anger started to build. He said, "So little man, how are you going to kill me? I'm twice your size and I have the gun." Atlas said, "Yes you are and yes you do, but I have the bullets." Ranard pop the chamber to the .44 and saw that they were empty. His anger intensified. He started to head towards Atlas and that's when he felt it.

A sharp pain speared through his head. He thought his head was going to explode. He fell down and was on the floor. He grabbed his head and screamed. The scream was so loud he thought it was someone else screaming. Atlas stood up from the chair and said, "That would be the poison I gave you. It's fast acting once it is activated. When you touched the butt of your gun, it was activated." Ranard was screaming and intermittently whimpering. He did not know what to do. All he knew was that he was dying and there was nothing he could do about it. He had a final scream and then a final whimper. The shine in his eye went out. Mr. Billy Ranard was no longer amongst the living. Atlas took the gun and pealed off the adhesive he had placed over the butt of the gun. He then looked around and made for the door. He then said, "In light of these events, I think it's time to go see an attorney."

BRICK & MORTAR STORES CLOSING

Well that's just great. Brick and mortar stores are closing all over the place. What's a caveman like myself to do. There are stores like Macy's, Sears, K-Mart and so on, closing stores throughout the United States. They cannot survive the onslaught from online retailers. Can everyone say AMAZON in unison! Yes, they are the dastardly culprits or at least the number one problem to the brick and mortar. They are sucking the life out of these stores as we speak.


There are those of us who like to try on, touch, and/or see in person, the things we buy. It's only natural. What if it doesn't fit? What if it doesn't look like the picture? Now, you have to go through the ordeal of returning and waiting for the correct item to come to you. This could be frustrating and tiring, all at the same time. I'm not one to complain. Well, not all of the time. But, I like going to the stores, especially the ones in the mall. Is that true? I wonder. When, was the last time I went shopping at the mall. All those long lines, parking and yes, the people (SMH), I may have to reconsider this argument. Sorry. I may have protested to much.


Rest in peace brick and mortar stores. I'm sure some of you will survive and others won't. Progress, it's a "B." Oh yes, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO VISIT MY ONLINE STORES FOUND ON THIS PAGE. LOOK TO YOUR RIGHT. THANKS. YOUR GREAT AND WONDERFUL!


CHEERIO!

DINOSAUR GATOR

A massive alligator was spotted in a reserve near Lakeland, Florida. The animal is 12-feet-long and appears to weigh about as much as a mini-cooper. The animal is so big that many thought it was a hoax. It has been established that it is the real thing. The animal is believed to be a distant cousin to dinosaurs. If you see the video of the animal walking on land, you would agree.

What's amazing is not that such an animal exist. There was an even bigger alligator found before in another part of Florida. What's amazing is the spectators. When you see the video or the pictures, you will see people taking pictures of the animal. They are just standing and kneeling at what appears to be a few feet from the animal. They have no barrier, no wall, and no protection.

I mean really, really! Whatever happened to self preservation? Did I mention that the animal is a relative of dinosaurs. It looks like a dinosaur! And here you have these folks, they are all up close and personal with the gator. What happens if he decides it's time to eat? You should know that alligators go after the biggest prey. That's one of the things I like about them. So, if you are the fat-boy in the bunch, guest who's going first. I get that you want a picture. I recommend google images. BYE!

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Dinosaur Gator

BEASTIALITY

I'm not one to judge. I'm a "live and let live" king of guy. But when I here of an actual case of beastiality, I have to say something. I mean really, really. A Florida man was accused of this and it has got to be the sickest, if not the saddest, thing ever. His roommate reported him when she witnessed him abusing the animal over 100 times.

My question is simple. Why did it take the 100th time to report this? She couldn't of reported it say after the 10th time. I'm just saying. I bet the dog that was abused is thinking the same thing. I have heard the term beastiality. I know it's a fetish for some. We won't go into that discussion. But now that I think about it, isn't it always abuse. Shouldn't the porn related beastiality folks be charged also. I mean, if we're going after this guy, why should the others get a pass. "Just saying." I'm going to take a shower now. I feel dirty.

For those of you who want proof:
Florida man accused of repeatedly sexually abusing pit bull

THE FUTURE OF MARIJUANA

Ah yes, Marijuana. What can I say about it. It's been around a millennium. It was all the craze in the sixties and for that matter every decade after that. It use to be illegal in all fifty states. But then came, medical use marijuana. Can anyone say gateway? All you need is a doctors prescription and "bingo" you can have your marijuana. There are 28 legal medical marijuana states and D.C. Some states have approved it for recreational use. I'll leave it to you to find out which ones are those states.

The question is not simply can you use it. The question is more how can you profit from it. Well, there are several ways to do this. You can open a marijuana dispensary and sell it to qualified individuals. I use the word qualified loosely. You can set up a business to help the sellers of the legal dispensaries manage their money. As of now, regular banks will not allow the sellers to open bank accounts and/or use banks like ordinary businesses. The banks are afraid of the federal government. The "feds" still classify marijuana as an illegal substance.

The easiest way to profit from this without having federal law enforcement breathing down your neck is to invest in these companies. There are many marijuana related companies selling stock to the general public. The stocks range in price from pennies up to ten dollars. It is a risky investment. But let's take a layman's look at this industry. It goes without saying that marijuana will eventually be legalized in all fifty states. It's just a matter of time. And when I say time, I mean in the next twenty years if not sooner. What would happen if you started buying stock in some promising marijuana companies now? When the stock price goes up or there's a buy-out of the company by bigger companies (see: Big Tobacco), your stock will be worth a small fortune. This industry is ready to explode. If you play the long game, you could be in the ground floor for the wind fall. FOOD FOR THOUGHT, THINK ABOUT IT. 

Mayweather Vs. McGregor

Connor McGregor has challenged Floyd Mayweather to a fight. Mayweather has countered that challenge. The problem is the amount of money that would go to each fighter. Mayweather wants 100 million dollars and so does McGregor. Out of the two fighters, only one has ever collected that kind of money, Mayweather. What should be noted is that Floyd Mayweather is a professional boxer. Connor McGregor is a professional mixed martial arts (MMA) fighter. The sports are quite different. One involves the use of the hands only. The other involves the use of everything with the exception of head buts.

This is my SOLUTION for Mayweather and McGregor. They should agree to have two fights. Each of the fights should correlate to each of their prospective sport. They should further agree that in the boxing match, Mayweather will take home the larger percentage of the purse. In the MMA match, McGregor will take home the larger percentage of the purse. They should also agree that if Mayweather loses to McGregor in a boxing match, there is no reason for a second fight. And the same should be agreed upon if McGregor loses to Mayweather in an MMA match. This will give further encouragement to fight at their highest capabilities and not to look for a second payday.

Now, how do we decide which fight should take place first, the Boxing match or the MMA fight. Some would argue since Mayweather is undefeated, he should decide on which fight should be chosen. Of course, he would choose boxing. Others may say, Since McGregor was the one to originally place forth the challenge, he should choose. Of course, he would choose MMA. I say do it the old fashion way, FLIP A COIN.